"I'm mot home yet. You can let yourself in. The key is in the flowerpot by the door. I'm taking the camera for repairs, and I'll be back soon," Sabrina said in a gentle tone.

“Okay.”

Ending the call, Bella rose from her seat, turning to the makeup artist. "I can't do the shoot today. Let's reschedule. I have something to deal with and must go now."

When Sabrina reached her community, she found Bella waiting for her downstairs.

Noticing Sabrina stepping out of the taxi, Bella rushed to her side, offering immediate support. With their arms interlinked, they carefully ascended the stairs.

“I'm so sorry, Bella. Your preparation was in vain."

"Don't be ridiculous. It doesn't matter. I have plenty of time."

Bella assisted Sabrina in settling onto the sofa.

“Did they find the person who ran into you?"

“Not yet. The driver just drove away. The police said they'd call me if they got any clues."

“Well, I'll ask my father for help. Thankfully, you weren't seriously injured, but you could have been. Those responsible should pay for the camera."

"Thank you," Sabrina said with gratitude.

"Oh, quit with the politeness and humility. You helped me a lot at school. I'd have endured James' daily scolding if it weren't for you.

Do you have any food around? I don't think it's convenient for you to go downstairs these days.”

Bella then headed to the kitchen, inspected the refrigerator, and said, “I'm hitting the supermarket to get you something. You need some good rest these next few days.”

“Okay, thank you," Sabrina accepted without hesitation.

Bella was beautiful and kind-hearted.

Sabrina felt ashamed. She couldn't remember the past. She only befriended Bella to make adapting to her new life in Philade easier, but Bella treated her as a genuine friend.

Sabrina decided to embrace Bella as a trustworthy friend from now on.

She felt fortunate they had crossed paths not long after she reached Philade.